It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Newton stopped in front of Diderly and asked her a question.

She was trying hard to put on a serious expression, her eyes also trying to be cold, hoping to make a more authoritative first impression. Unfortunately, the red mark on her cheek was really ruining her image—it was from when she was lying on the table.

Dideri paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes."

She couldn't connect the Newton in front of her with the Isaac Newton she was looking for at all, and just thought he was someone's child—in her mind, Isaac Newton should be a wise and intelligent elder, or at least an adult woman, so what was this little kid?

Newton didn't see the admiring expression she expected, and her delicate brows furrowed, then relaxed. She realized she hadn't introduced herself yet, so it was normal that the other person didn't recognize her.

So she said somewhat impatiently, "I am Newton, the person you are looking for."

?

Dideri sized up the blonde girl in front of her and asked suspiciously, "...Are you Ms. Newton?"

Newton raised her chin with a touch of pride: "Yes, I am Ms. Newton."

Compared to Joan, who was unhappy with how women were addressed, this mature way of addressing Newton was very much to her liking, so she readily accepted it.

However, Deedley couldn't see the right person for Newton no matter how she looked at him. She shook her head and said, "Impossible. How could Ms. Newton be a little girl like you? You must be a high school freshman."

Newton's serious expression immediately crumbled, and he shouted, "Who are you calling a little girl? I'm 17!"

17岁？

Didier looked Newton up and down with a puzzled expression. The blonde girl in front of her had a delicate little face with a slightly rounded chin, and she was wearing a brown long dress with small yellow flowers on the hem. Her exposed calves were tightly wrapped in white woven stockings.

Although stockings were originally worn by men, by the late 16th century, ladies of high society couldn't resist wearing them, with Elizabeth I leading the trend. However, due to their high price, they were only available to the elite circles of the court.

As for why the usually frugal Newton would wear expensive stockings... it was Li Cheng's suggestion for 'keeping warm,' and he even offered to pay for them...

Ahem, I've gone off-topic.

Dedeline couldn't believe the little girl in front of her was 17 years old; in fact, she could smell a faint milky scent when she sniffed her.

How could this little girl possibly be Isaac Newton, who published the concept of absolute space and time? Those profound and complex concepts are beyond the comprehension of even university students; how could a girl who didn't even finish high school possibly have produced such a work?

Absolutely impossible! That's a field only wise and learned scholars can understand. This little girl just needs to learn to dress herself up nicely and be a little more sensible.

But if not, why would she be in Newton's castle with a housekeeper by her side?

"I understand!"

After a complex but brief mental analysis, Dideri exclaimed as if suddenly realizing something, "I get it! You must be Newton's daughter, right? Otherwise, why would you call yourself Isaac?"

???

Newton was utterly baffled: "You're the one with a daughter! Your mother is the one with a daughter!"

"Hahahahaha."

Diderly, seemingly struck by something funny, burst into laughter and said, "Little Newton, you're quite the joker. Of course my mother has a daughter, don't I?"

kid!

Those three words pierced Newton's heart mercilessly. If there was anything worse than Hooke's deliberate humiliation of her, it was Deedley's seemingly sincere shouting of those words.

Overwhelmed by the shock, Newton asked, somewhat dazed, "What did you just call me?"

"Young Newton, is something wrong?"

Dideri smiled and nodded, this time with a slightly larger movement that caused her chest to sway, the surging waves instantly blinding Newton.

I thought he was truly my admirer...

I thought I would receive respectful and admiring looks...

So it turns out they came here on purpose to mock me? And they even went to my door specifically to mock me?

That's absolutely outrageous!!!

Newton's not-so-good temper was ignited by the repeated calls of "little kid" and the final, surging waves of emotion.

Even the images of those who had mocked Newton's height overlapped with those of Deedley before him, and Newton even saw a resemblance to Hooker in her.

Rage gauge maxed out.

Newton was powerless against Hooke's insults because she was a member of the Royal Society and Halley tried to dissuade her.

Meanwhile, Deedley was on Newton's territory. Not only was Li Cheng absent, but Freya had also disappeared. All that remained by her side was her cunning strategist, Lurengar.

Unrestrained, Newton turned his head and said to Lurengar with a blank expression, "Go and call a few people over and throw this idiot woman into the interrogation room to reflect on her actions."

The butler, Lu Renjia, who had been watching the show with amusement, exclaimed, "Huh?"

Since it was originally designed as a castle, an interrogation room is naturally essential. But the problem is that it has been abandoned for who knows how many years. Why would they suddenly lock up visitors in an interrogation room?

Isn't that inappropriate?

Hearing the excuse, Newton, furious, urged, "Didn't you hear me? Go now!"

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The housekeeper obeyed and went to fetch someone.

But Diderly thought Newton was joking with her, so instead of running away, she tried to communicate with the pretty little doll-like girl in front of her in a friendly way, thus indirectly getting closer to 'Ms. Newton'.

"Little boy, where is your mother?"

"Little friend, have you ever seen a harbor? It's a place where many ships dock, it's very spectacular and beautiful. There's one in Lincoln, I can take you there next time."

"kid......"

As Didrie continued her kind conversation with her childish words, Newton's gaze grew colder than the temperature outside the castle, and her lips tightened, completely losing interest in communicating with her.

When Deli saw that communication was ineffective, she was not discouraged. She thought it was normal for a child to throw a tantrum and that it would pass in a while.

However, as time passed, when Lurengar returned to the living room with several men, including the cook and the groom, Dideli noticed that something seemed a little off.

It seems... this is no joke.

Dideri turned her head, observed the male servants not far away, and forced an awkward smile: "Um, what's going on here...?"

"That's the person who humiliated the lord."

The housekeeper pointed at Didrie, who was sitting upright on the sofa, and said obsequiously, "By order of the lord, arrest her."

She was initially a little unaccustomed to the order to arrest people and take them to the interrogation room, but once she accepted the situation, she became quite adept at it.

The cooks and grooms who had been summoned were still a little hesitant to believe it, but seeing that Newton did not shake his head in denial, they did as he was told and surrounded the sofa where Didier was from all directions.

"Hey, hey, hey...you're kidding, right?"

No matter how much Dideri didn't believe it, when she heard Lurengar call Newton "Lord Newton" and saw so many people obeying her orders and surrounding her, she realized that she might have misunderstood something.

She looked at Newton, her eyes revealing a clear understanding: "Could it be that you really are Mrs. Newton Isaac, and not her daughter?"

"Humph."

Newton snorted coldly, not even deigning to answer.

Seeing this tacit acceptance, Dideri looked bitter and muttered with a deeply shocked expression, "How is this possible... How can someone so young be so smart?"

At this moment, the four men were less than two meters away from her, and it looked like she was about to be completely subdued.

Lurengar's butler also chimed in with a sycophantic voiceover: "Hehehehehe, you're surrounded. Put down your weapons and stop making futile resistance."

It must be said that she performed very well, perfectly portraying the arrogance and charisma of the villainous servant. It must be said that she is quite talented when it comes to being a lackey.

So how did Dideri react to this dangerous situation?

If it were an ordinary, weak woman, she would probably have already surrendered or obediently resisted by now.

But... Dideli is different.

She not only has a tall figure and a physique comparable to that of an adult man, but she has also received a complete set of knightly training from her uncle, who has unique interests.

Although she couldn't become a knight because of her gender, and not knowing what to do, Deedley had no choice but to go to her uncle's school... Anyway, Deedley was still quite good at fighting.

In other words, she's half a female knight.

Therefore, even when surrounded by several adult men, Dideri did not show any fear. Instead, she rolled around behind the sofa, using the obstacle as cover, and tried to fight back.

It must be said that she did a very good job, and even gained the upper hand at one point, making a group of men feel helpless.

But unfortunately.

As everyone knows, there's only one fate for a female knight. That is, in the valiant struggle where she sheds sweat and tears, she defeats one evil enemy after another, only to be surrounded and attacked by the enemy because of her sense of justice. In the end, she is outnumbered and defeated, helplessly yet... no, regrettably.

Deedley was the same; knowing she was in the wrong, she controlled the force of her attack and did not strike any vital areas.

This led to Dideli's defeat. Dressed in a long dress unsuitable for fighting, she fought off two adult men who were not good at fighting. Then, she was ambushed and pinned to the ground by a stable boy wearing a dirty coat and reeking of not having bathed for more than a week.

Seeing this, the other men quickly followed, pulling out rough hemp ropes they had prepared. Ignoring Dideri's struggles and resentful eyes, they roughly bound her snow-white wrists together, not even sparing her ankles.

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Just as the much-anticipated interrogation room and female knight story was about to unfold, Dideli finally found her chance to speak.

"Wait! Wait!"

Dideli realized what she needed to do and, transformed into a caterpillar, cried out on the floor, "Ms. Newton, it was indeed my fault just now, I apologize! I just didn't think of that!"

Although it is indeed a bit late to apologize now, her first reaction when she was approached by a group of men who were eyeing her with predatory intent was to fight to the end, given her training.

Newton gave him a look of utter disdain: "Apologizing now? It's too late."

Steward Lurengar also played the role of a lackey at the right time. Seeing this, she said with great distress, "My lord, how can we let this insult go like this? Besides, two of us were knocked to the ground by this woman. If she were sincere, why would she have done this?"

Newton glanced at the cook who was clutching her stomach and gasping for air, and thought that what she said made a lot of sense.

So she waved her hand and ordered the group, "Take this woman to the interrogation room."

A group of servants immediately obeyed, and after Dideri's figure disappeared into the hall, Newton felt much better—she could finally teach those who had mocked her a lesson.

The housekeeper then spoke up and asked, "My lord, what should we do next?"

How to deal with it?

This question stumped Newton. She just felt that he should be sent to the interrogation room, but she really didn't know what to do next.

Whipping?

It doesn't seem that bad...

"Um......"

Newton's eyebrows furrowed tightly. She had intended to say that two hours of detention would be enough to teach him a lesson, but after glancing at the sycophantic housekeeper, she felt that saying so would be all bark and no bite—making such a big fuss about throwing someone into the interrogation room, only to end up being detained for two hours.